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Anom'tan: Walking with Synn
Erotic Romance novella by L. Shannon
www.lshannon.net
Cobblestone Press
http://cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkingwithsynn.htm
When Sayvor and his brother are attacked, both their lives will depend on his ability to remember the ones who stole his brother. But without his brother, Sayvor’s strength is failing and his only hope is within the arms of willing lover to help him recover the memories his team needs to save them both. Dr. Sasha Washington never expected therapy to be this much pleasure.
Excerpt
“Now what?” Sasha stared in horror as Spyce, and the man morphed into demons. Although they were in no way human, they were still beautiful. Their beauty, love, and lust rolled outward in irresistible waves.
Arousal slapped Sasha hard and crawled over her skin with surprising intensity. In a single breath, she went from being an in control professional to a heaving mass of feminine need. She cupped her breasts in wonder. Had they ever peaked this hard and fast before? Her hard nipples poked outward as if they might tear through the fabric of her bra and blouse.
She wasn’t virginal by any stretch of the imagination, but she had never felt arousal race through her body in such a desperate wave.
With a crash, Mayce pushed Spyce against the wall and savagely covered her mouth with his. His transformation from stillness to a man burning with wild energy brought him into sharp focus and defined him as a harshly erotic man. His wings lifted behind him, revealing his long, mostly nude body and framing how it jumped against Spyce.
With his pants still on, she knew they were not actually making love, but the sight of him hard against Spyce was sexy as hell. With a rip of cloth, Mayce savagely tore off the woman’s top. His mouth never left hers.
Sasha wanted that. What was it like to be devoured by such a dominant man? She reached out, stroking her hand up Spyce’s leg, which was wrapped around Mayce, and sliding up and down.
Mayce turned on her, grabbing Sasha and lifting her against the wall as he devoured her lips. His thick thighs rammed his hips between her pants-covered legs.
Oh God. He was huge and hard. She wanted that thick thingy inside of her. Nothing else mattered.
All at once, she was back on the floor. Her liquid knees refused to support her. But it didn’t matter. Spyce was right behind her, pressed against her back, sliding long fingered hands down her body.
Mayce kissed and kissed her, licking and teasing her mouth, while Spyce’s hands roamed Sasha’s body, unfastening buttons and removing her clothes, until nothing but skin and air touched her flesh.
Warm breath blew at her neck...Spyce. Her lips brushed over the skin now laid bare. Mayce drew back, but only to tug Sasha’s hair free of its demure bun. Once her black hair tumbled in loose curls around her face, he buried his face in her hair.
Then Mayce and Spyce kissed above Sasha. Their passion rose another notch, taking her with them. She was between them, yet as their bodies writhed it was as if Mayce could f**k them both at once, f**k Spyce right through Sasha.
One moment she was crushed between the two demons, then the next she was facing the bed. The blankets were gone and Sayvor lay exposed to her gaze. His molten eyes met hers, and she was lost in his amazing body, which was stretched out before her in long, lean, naked lines. d**n, he was pretty.
“Sayvor... is that more than a name?” She whispered. “I do plan to savor you tonight.” She shivered as the wicked image crawled through her mind. It wasn’t her own, but instilled a need deep within her.
One of Sayvor’s hands was tucked under his head as a makeshift pillow, and the other stroked his thick erection. Sick or not, he was as turned on as she was.
The sight of his hand slowly riding up and down his thingy drew her closer. She eased one knee up on the bed beside him, enjoying the moment when her focus was on him but her body was still touching and being touched by the other two demons. Then they broke apart from her, their bodies swaying together, while each one brushed a hand over Sasha’s flesh.
Mayce’s hand cupped her rear, urging her forward, while Spyce’s lips ran down her shoulder. Neither of the demons touched Sayvor.
He was hers, and hers alone.
She ran her fingertips up his long calves, stroking over his thighs and enjoying the moment when his thingy twitched for the first time because of her touch.
He looked so d**n delicious, as if he’d been waiting just for her. She knelt between his thighs, finally sliding her hands up to stroke his engorged thingy.
Sayvor wasn’t so much sick as he was in need. He needed her, and she knew what he had to have.
The moment her lips came around him, pleasure washed over her. Was it his? Hers? Or did all that sensation belong to the two lovers kneeling beside her?
She dipped forward, devouring Sayvor one thick inch at a time, and felt Mayce move behind her. She didn’t know where Spyce had gone, but Mayce cupped her breasts with both palms and pressed closer against her back. His naked erection slid through the furrow of her cheeks, then withdrew to rub between her wet folds.
Sayvor arched underneath her, as if begging for the focus of her attention to return to his body. She couldn’t blame him. With her lips wrapped around him, she should remember what she was doing. She drew back enough to lick him, and gently nibbled her way down his length. Then she slid her hands up his silken thingy to take over where her mouth had abandoned and let her lips, teeth, and tongue dance over his tightly drawn balls, nipping at his skin and licking them all over.
Sayvor’s fingers sank into her hair and encouraged her to take his thingy in her mouth once more. So he liked her to suck? She could suck. She drew him deep into her throat, sucking him down as far as she could, and at the moment she could take no more...that was the exact heartbeat when Mayce thrust deep into her girl thingy.
His thingy drove her over Sayvor so deeply that she gagged until she found a rhythm that worked for them all. Each thrust of Mayce’s thingy was countered by Sayvor’s motion underneath her.
Mayce gripped her hips, while Sayvor controlled her head. Together, they took all her choices away—and yet, in that moment, she knew this was what she wanted. Both of them.
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Love Romances and More: "In this hot, short story, L. Shannon gives her readers a fantastic, exciting tale that sizzles ... It’s a story that will have you gasping and panting and longing for more." FIVE HEARTS! Thanks Valerie!
Coffee Time Romance: "This was just a small taste of the demons that L. Shannon has brought to life and it is simply amazing. It is cuts right to the chase, no shortcuts allowed." 4 cups! Thanks Liadan!
JERR: "I can’t wait to read the next installment as I’m certain Flayvor will need lots of sexual healing too, once he is found. Yummy!" 4 stars. Thanks Karen!
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Anom'tan 2: Walking in Memories
Erotic Romance novella by L. Shannon
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Cobblestone Press
http://cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkinginmemories.htm
Twin blood demons, Rayce and Chayse track down a witness to the attack on their brethren. The latest clue leads to a witness, whose mind was damaged, ravaged. The violation leaves Clarice unable to remember the attack, control her own fate or even say no.
Rayce and Chayse can heal her and free her memories, but from the moment they set eyes on beautiful, willing Clarice priorities change. Between them Clarice becomes an irresistible sex toy with the ability to heal them both. Can Chayse overcome his past fears to unlock Clarice’s mind? Can they trust Rayce to keep everyone safe? Will they find love together?
Excerpt
Strong arms lifted her upright. She burrowed against him, against Rayce, letting him hold her. “Your shirt is soaked,” she mouthed into the cold fabric. She pushed it out of the way, needing contact with his skin, desperate for the heat that poured off him.
Then the shirt was gone. Still, he held her against him, his heat burning her front, the hot water beating at her back. It teased at the cold core of her body, tempting her to let go of fear and accept his strength as her own.
The stall door moved and Chayse joined them in the shower, but he’d removed his clothes, down to a pair of boxers. She smiled at the concession. Both were trying to comfort and care for her. Both were trying too hard to be non-threatening.
Chayse eased closed and began to slowly soap her skin, washing away the crusted blood and cold sweat. His touch was so gentle, almost tentative. She liked that about him. He was so strong and yet every time he touched her, he was gentle and reverent.
Trapped between the two, she should have been terrified, but instead felt sheltered. They came for her because of their protective ways. To protect Flav. “I want to help.”
Both men stilled. Chayse’s soapy hands tightened a little where they framed her waist.
“I want to help,” she repeated. “You both have promised to not hurt me. I’m going to choose to believe you.” She took a shaky breath and continued. “You can take my blood, rummage through my mind. I allow you to. I want you to if it will help save Flav.”
Chayse stroked a light touch over where he’d bitten her. “I’m sorry.”
She turned to face him, leaning back into Rayce’s arms. “I might panic again. I want you to do whatever you can to get me through it. If not for you, I would still be an empty shell, with my past and future locked away.” She cupped a hand over his smooth jaw. “I trust you. I trust you both.”
With those words she handed her life over to these two men. Oddly, the surrender was not scary at all. Instinctively she knew they were capable enough to not make mistakes as well as compassionate enough to honor their promises. She watched with pleasure as their gazes locked above her and some silent agreement was reached.
It was Rayce who turned her to face him and took control with a somewhat wry grin. I am the distraction. His lips met hers with a crash of force. Unlike Chayse, Rayce was dominant and commanding. He had control of the kiss and with sure hands, carved her bare body against his own.
She reached between them and began to unbutton his jeans, but a few helpless tugs told her getting the drenched fabric off was impossible. But all at once the denim dissolved under her fingers, leaving nothing but flesh. His thingy rose hard against the junction of her thighs. She wrapped her fingers around him, stroking over the silken length, reveling in his growl of need.
Her own desire spiraled upward. She couldn’t be sure it was real, but for now it was enough. She lifted one knee, curling her calf around Rayce’s muscular leg. His thingy shifted perfectly against her throbbing clit. Her body jumped at the contact, sliding over his swollen head and sheathing him in a shallow stroke.
His fingers dug into her hips, lifting her to ride him. He leaned back against the wall of the stall and thrust up into her. Over and over, he took her hard and fast. The first orgasm hit without warning. She shattered, clenching over his thick thingy while his arms crushed her against his chest. Her heart pounded out of control.
Then he was thrusting again, this time with long slow motions that pushed the need through her veins, demanding she come again.
She gripped his thick blond hair in an attempt to drag him into a kiss. He refused, and responded by slamming up into her. He groaned and buried his head against her throat.
Suddenly she knew what he wanted, what he had to have. She tilted her head, baring her neck to him. A low growl was her only warning. Then his fangs sank into her...
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Anom'tan 3: Walking at Sundown
Erotic Urban Fantasy
L. Shannon - http://lshannon.net
Cobblestone Press - http://cobblestone-press.com
http://cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkingatsundown.htm
February 22, 2008
Blurb
Mated sex demons, Mayce and Spyce visit a paranormal sex club in search of a vampire who helped abduct their fellow Synn demon, Flayvor. What begins as interrogation edging with a need for revenge shifts and becomes more. Dante's lifetime of torture has created the perfect submissive, perfect to be their third if only they can teach him how to thrive under their loving dominance.
Excerpt
Mayce waited until the vampire began across the room, before grabbing Spyce and dragging her into a hard kiss. They came together with a crash and sparred for dominance that neither would truly gain. The battle was one Mayce lived for. Passion flared and he was rock hard and aching for her in seconds.
Never one to deny himself pleasure, he shoved her back until she hit the low wall around the pool area. “Lose the clothes.”
“Make me.”
He growled and let his magic burst outward, dissolving both his and her clothing. He hooked his arm under one thigh, opening her, but instead of a fast fuck like he’d originally imagined, he exposed his mind to her and they became one in thought and action. She reached between them, stroking his throbbing erection, rubbing the head over her wet entrance. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed in, reveling in her passionate response when she arched backward, trusting him to support her upper body.
Then she was all liquid movement, writhing against him, working herself over his thick length. Her inner muscles tightened, as she rocked her hips upward and locked her thighs around him. Her orgasm hit fast and left him gasping to join her. He cradled her tight against his chest and rolled his hips, drawing out and slamming back into her body. The trembling remains of her climax rushed him toward his own peak.
Growling, he burrowed his face into her hair and nipped at her ear and the soft place beneath it. Her face turned upward and he captured her lips. She tasted of deadly temptation, of the darkest spices known to any realm. No, not of spice, even if she was named such. She tasted of soul—his soul. She was everything to him. Without her he would die a slow fading death. She was life and passion. Spyce was his world.
And you are a poet. Now quit waxing eloquent and fuck me already.
I love you, Spyce. He so much more than loved her. He breathed her. But instead of pointing that out, he complied and fucked her, deepening his strokes so that he was withdrawing almost to the tip before driving back into her. Pleasure built, setting his blood on fire. The deep ache grew too, throbbing, demanding, until the moment came and his panting breath choked him.
“Yes!” Spyce screamed and they came together.
They took a few moments to regain a firmer footing on the earth as well as to reform clothing. Then they turned their focus on the vampire who had just watched them fuck without saying a word.
Spyce caught Mayce’s hand as they crossed the room. He was awfully quiet and look at his face. It is as if he has never seen sex before, but running a sex club and having toys such as he does, he must have a great deal of experience.
Perhaps he did not expect to see love between us. That might have been a surprise. Mayce saw exactly what Spyce had mentioned. Dante’s face was carefully blank, but his eyes held a longing that spoke more than any lips could. This vampire had needs that had never been met or at least had gone neglected far too long.
Pain slivered through Mayce’s memories. He’d once been that alone. Even tascing mortals with sex and finding orgasm time after time would never fill the void left raw and aching for love and acceptance. In that moment, he wanted to offer some of that gift to the vampire. Perhaps we can fulfill some of his needs.
Don’t forget, love, we are about to question him. Such interrogation could dance at the edge of pain.
Ah, but our Dante likes that. Mayce released his mate’s hand and faced Dante. “Did you enjoy watching?”
“Yes.”
Mayce caught Dante’s jaw in a hard grip. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, master.” The emotion flared and then faded, leaving the vampire’s blue eyes cold and dead.
“Very good.” Mayce released him and stepped back to examine the sexual tools hanging on the wall beside the post. First he would push Dante past the living death where he now existed and then they would bring him back to life, rebirthed through pain and pleasure. “Tell me what you saw, while Spyce binds you in place.”
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Anom'tan: Walking Death's Edge
Erotic Romance novella by L. Shannon
www.lshannon.net
Cobblestone Press
http://cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/deathsedge.htm
Blurb
Bryck is frustrated and on the verge of being very bad when he meets the last lead to rescuing Flayvor - meeting her in person and is given an exciting and volitile surprise. Maya, too, finds herself pushed beyond her endurance. She is a mystery to all including herself and has been running from her past for far too long. Bryck and Maya have much in common and are at first appearences completely at odds, but together they might just pull off a miracle.
EXCERPT
“Hello, Dante.”
Bryck didn’t jump in surprise, because damn it, Daelyn don’t scare. And in his case, half Daelyn don’t scare much. Not that the woman standing in the entrance wasn’t odd. She was. She was perfectly odd. Her silver hair streamed around her, framing her light brown skin. The hair blended in, matching her white gown, some flowing muslin thing that looked almost as fragile as the girl herself.
From her bare feet to her silver hair, the girl was frail and ghostly. And obviously blind.
Dante glided forward and caught the girl’s hand. “Maya, I’ve someone I want you to meet.”
Bryck watched as she pulled her hand back. Good. She didn’t seek out the vampire’s touch. At least she didn’t seek out his touch now. Had she ever? He bit back the growl that clawed at his throat.
He had no right to even consider possessing such a fragile girl. He pushed aside the insane impulse and stomped up beside the vampire. “So this is the girl?”
Her face turned his way and he could almost see her hackles rise. Her nose flared out just once before she adjusted the angle of her face to look directly at him even though her eyes remained closed. “I’m Maya. Who are you, demon?”
Demon? How could she know? “You must see a hell of a lot better than it appears.”
She shrugged. “I usually see what I need to. Who are you and what do you want?”
“What I want is my demon back. I’m told you can assist me, but now that we’ve met I begin to wonder how.”
“But we have not yet met. Meeting requires a greeting. If it is as you say and you require my assistance, I would think you’d be somewhat more accommodating to my desire to have your name. As it is, I am beginning to consider you no better than the last demon I faced and that encounter ended with a demon dying. I ask again, for the last time. Might I know the name of this demon, who I face, who I do not know, who has come to ask for my aid?”
“Maya?” a human male asked quietly from the open door. “Have I come at a bad time?”
“Ricky.” The relief and pleasure in her voice twisted inside Bryck’s gut. She turned her back on him to make her way toward the human, moving slowly and with great care.
She wanted this human, when her only reaction to him was one of outrage. And why did that knowledge bring his already rising anger to a boil? Why did it make him want to rip the human into small bite sized pieces?
“Thank the gods you came. I was afraid that you would skip this week when I found the place had been attacked.”
“I know how much you need …my product.”
Her hand closed around the human’s elbow and she leaned in close enough for her small body to brush against his side.
Bryck’s vision darkened. “Fuck this! We don’t have time for your dealer to make a delivery.” He grabbed her shoulder, spinning her back around to face him. The skin-to-skin contact sizzled through his veins, setting his body on fire. His iron control over his powers melted, evaporated, leaving his darkness surging outward without restraint.
Her eyes opened with a flash of pure white light. Her energy met his with an explosion of power, throwing them both into the unknown. For a heartbeat the world roared. The lights and windows shattered. Tables and people were shoved away by the outward force. Lightning streaked from the night sky, pounding the street outside the club.
Then just as suddenly as the world had gone to hell, it all settled into a deep well of silence.
“Well, shit.” He dropped his hand away from her.
“You can say that again.” The white light of her eyes faded, revealing soft brown irises. She blinked up at him as if seeing him for the first time and considering the fact that she had appeared blind, it probably was for the first time.
“Don’t leave. I have to take care of my unit.” Regret bit him deep. His people were tossed raggedly like broken dolls. He lifted Spyce from the rubble first. She was unconscious but seemed unhurt otherwise. He’d seen this reaction before and knew they would wake up within an hour or so, once his magic wore off. But until then, they’d be helpless and needed someone here while he tracked Flayvor.
“Will they be okay?”
“Yes.” He flipped out his cell and called the compound. When Dyce answered, he explained what happened and that the unit was needed at Club Sundown immediately. Once he’d hung up, Bryck moved to Mayce and the vampire, moving them both to the clear spot beside Spyce.
Maya knelt beside the female demon, gently stroking her spiky red hair. “Have you ever had that happen before?”
“Yes, but never that powerfully, which brings up a question. What are you?” He turned on the suddenly silent Maya. “You know I’m a demon. I have hidden nothing from you. I expect equal honesty.”
“I have told you no lies. I have no reason to attempt deception.” She moved back to where her dealer lay in a broken heap. Although she seemed unaffected by the man’s serious injuries, she lifted a piece of broken jar from the bloody spill beside him. “I needed this very badly when I came through the club’s door. Here it is broken and wasted, and yet my body is whole and strong. I can’t explain it.”
“What…” He started to ask then caught the unmistakable scent. “Vampire blood? What possible use could you have for that foul blood?”
She looked over her shoulder at him. She blinked several times and then sighed heavily. “I feed on it. Without the dead blood I gradually lose the use of all my senses.” She wiped at her eyes. “I have been blind for almost five years now. It is always the hardest sense to recover. But one burst of your energy gave me a brief gift of sight.” She straightened the human’s broken leg and healed it with short burst of power. Then she stood and walked slowly, carefully back to where her cane rested near the entrance. “You must be a death demon. It is the only answer that I can think of.”
“My father is one of the three.” There was no point in denying it. He might not truly be a full death demon but he was close enough. “You still have not answered my question.” And it was starting to become irritating. “Most people fear me enough to obey instantly.”
She met his gaze. Her eyes were no longer the rich brown. A white film obscured the color and left her eyes dull. “I am not most people.”
“I can see that.”
Her lips quirked upward. “I am human, or at least I once was. Now I am a death eater, cursed to live on the deaths of others.” She glided toward him, lifting a hand and letting it hover over his bicep. “I wonder…” She shook her head slightly and dropped her hand.
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